Psalms 30:6
As for me, whe I was in prosperite, I sayde: Tush, I shal neuer fall more. (And why? thou LORDE of thy goodnesse haddest made my hill so stronge.)
As for me, whe I was in prosperite, I sayde: Tush, I shal neuer fall more. (And why? thou LORDE of thy goodnesse haddest made my hill so stronge.)
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6For he sayeth in his herte: Tush, I shal neuer be cast downe, there shal no harme happe vnto me. His mouth is full of cursynge, fraude and disceate: vnder his toge is trauayle & sorow.
7But as soone as thou turnedest thy face fro me, I was brought in feare.
4Lest myne enemie saye: I haue preuayled agaynst hi for yf I be cast downe, they that trouble me will reioyse at it.
6For he shal neuer be moued, the rightuous shal be had in an euerlastinge remembraunce.
8I wil thanke the LORDE for geuynge me warnynge: my reynes also haue chastened me in the night season.
9Afore honde sawe I God allwayes before me, for he is on my right honde, that I shulde not be moued.
7And why? because the kinge putteth his trust in the LORDE, & in the mercy of the most hiest he shal not myscary.
6He only is my stregth, my saluacion, my defence: so yt I shal not fall.
22But as for them, thou (o God) shalt cast them downe in to the pitte of destruccion.
2He only is my stregth, my saluacion, my defence, so yt I shal not greatly fall.
5For his wrath endureth but the twincklinge of an eye, and his pleasure is in life: heuynesse maye well endure for a night, but ioye commeth in the mornynge.
1Be thou my iudge (O LORDE) for I walke innocently: my trust is in the LORDE, therfore shall I not fall.
17He hath put my soule out of rest, I forget all good thinges.
11By this I knowe thou fauourest me, that my enemie shal not triumphe ouer me.
12Thou hast vpholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for euer.
23For I haue euer feared ye vengeaunce & punyshmet of God, & knew very well, yt I was not able to beare his burthe.
24Haue I put my trust in golde? Or, haue I sayde to the fynest golde of all: thou art my cofidence?
25Haue I reioysed because my substaunce was greate, and because my honde gat so moch?
26Dyd I euer greatly regarde the rysinge of the Sonne? Or, had I the goinge downe of ye Moone in greate reputacion?
16My desyre is, yt myne enemies triumphe not ouer me: for yf my fote slippe, they reioyse greatly against me.
17I am redy to suffre trouble, and my heuynesse is euer in my sight.
11O let not the fote of pryde ouertake me, O let not the hande of ye vngodly cast me downe.
7Sela.The rightuous shal se this, & feare, and laugh him to scorne.
6My rightuous dealynge wil I kepe fast, & not forsake it: For my conscience reproueth me not in all my conuersacion.
7I hate them that holde of vanities, and my trust is in the LORDE.
6I am not afrayed for thousandes of the people, that copasse me rounde aboute.
1Lorde, I am not hye mynded, I haue no proude lokes.
14I am clene forgotten and out of mynde, as a deed man: I am become like a broken vessell.
27When I am purposed to forget my complayninges to chaunge my countenaunce, and to coforte my self:
36Thou hast made rowme ynough vnder me for to go, that my fote steppes shulde not slyde.
22Thou hydest them priuely by thine owne presence from the proude men, thou kepest them secretly in thy tabernacle, from the strife of tonges.
37Thou hast enlarged my goinge vnder me, and myne ankles haue not slyded.
6The LORDE himself is my good and my porcion, thou manteynest my enheritauce.
2Neuerthelesse my fete were allmost gone, my treadinges had wel nye slipte.
3And why. I was greued at ye wicked, to se the vngodly in soch prosperite.
29Haue I euer reioysed at the hurte of myne enemy? Or, was I euer glad, yt eny harme happened vnto him? Oh no,
30The rightuous shal neuer be ouerthrowne, but ye vngodly shal not remayne in the londe.
11Yee in God do I trust, & am not afraied: what ca man the do vnto me?
1At this my hert is astonnied, and moued out of his place.
10Sela. At the last I came to this poynte, that I thought: O why art thou so foolish? the right honde of the most hyest can chaunge all.
5He that geueth not his money vpon vsury, and taketh no rewarde agaynst the innocet. Who so doth these thiges, shal neuer be remoued.
6Oh let thy louynge kyndnes & mercy folowe me all the dayes off my life, that I maye dwell in the house off the LORDE for euer.
11But the LORDE stode by me, like a mightie giaunte: therfore my persecuters fell, and coude do nothinge. They shal be sore confouded, for they haue done vnwisely, they shall haue an euerlastinge shame.
18When I sayde: my fote hath slipped, thy mercy (o LORDE) helde me vp.
1They that put their trust in ye LORDE, are eue as the mount Sion, which maye not be remoued, but stodeth fast for euer.
4Blessed is the man that setteth his hope in the LORDE, and turneth not vnto the proude, & to soch as go aboute with lies.
1Preserue me (o God) for in the do I trust.
14Vse well the tyme of prosperite, and remembre the tyme of mysfortune: for God maketh the one by the other, so that a man can fynde nothinge els.
3Neuerthelesse, whe I am afrayed, I put my trust in the.
1In the, O LORDE, is my trust: let me neuer be put to cofucion, but delyuer me in thy rightuousnesse.